I looked across to the house opposite and noticed a light on through a small semi-frosted window. All of a sudden a person stepped into full view ...in the window. At first I wasn’t sure what I was seeing, then I realised it was a naked woman getting into the shower. I could see her washing her long dark hair. With her head back I could see she her pert, gorgeous boobs and imagined the hot water pouring over them. I started to get really horny and reached beneath my small, satin. My tongue pushed into his ass easily, each wrinkle in his mancunt was coated in the juice of the dozen men who'd fucked that hole. As I explored his hole and pushed my face deeper he pushed his swollen cunt out, his juicy rosebud filling my mouth. I flipped him over onto my face. Push harder I said. I was then covered in exactly what I needed, cum. Lots of it. Nothing so sweet as churned man-butter from a dozen strangers. My mouth was overflowing with seed, I turned him back over and we shared. She was masturbating on my pussy! I gasped in pleasure as I heard the sounds of my lovers touching themselves. How had they known? Why can’t I see her? All these things rushed in my head and out again as fast as I just began to enjoy the mysteriousness of this setup. Her breath started to shorten as she pushed her wet pussy against my belly and raised herself straddling me to rub her clit on my breasts as she fingered herself. She began to cum, and as she did I knew from the smell in the air. "Only if you take it to court, I think." He smiled, lifting bag over the threshold and hanging up his jacket. "Otherwise, it's called 'courting'." Oh, very droll." She waved the coffee jar in the kitchen doorway by way of invitation, and he grabbed her hand and tugged her out into sight again, wrapping his arms around her gently. "Marcus, I'm all sweaty." I don't mind." I do!" So let's go take a shower." This time the smile disappeared when she tensed, and he eased his grip. Seeing him back.